Like geese that descend on a harvested field
the fellowship bids glean from the sower,
Pray this days broadcast may lend a high yield
such as pollen gives life to the flower.
Arriving from all points north, east, west, and south
they take flight to encounters unknown,
with the words that were breathed from the good parsons mouth
to bless lives where no seed was sown.
Copyright © Willie Nemeth.
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